Tales from the Time Share Wife

I'm going to end up paying the difference between what he can afford and the actual rent. It's worth it to me to not have to share space with other people. I imagine a roommate could be messy, or have guests over frequently, and that just doesn't work for me when I have children. Who knows, when my 16-year old is ready to move out, he can just roommate with Sam someday. lol Sam is giving him a key because he and his friends like walking over and hanging out here.

Poor Sam discovered last night and that he was supposed to work the 10pm-8am shift, then he works 12-3pm, has rehearsals for a play from 7-10 pm, then working 11pm-9am, then working from 9am to 5pm, then back to work at 11pm! Good thing they are sleeping shifts, but he requires 10 hours a night sleep. He's totally over-extended himself. Because he's working so much he's been eating a lot of fast food. He needs about 5000 calories a day to maintain his weight, but he's not a big eater either. He's going to have to cut back.
 
I'm not sure what Sam has been talking to his mother about, but she's been somewhat hostile toward me. Even her granddaughter, who is 8, and staying in the room with her, is acting pretty snotty to my 5 year old. I'm going to ignore it and just try to enjoy my time here. We ended up spending the night here last night. Since my 5-year old had fallen asleep, I didn't see the point of packing the kids up late at night.

I had thought that Nate would be upset about us being home more, but I guess the few months of me taking the kids with me every time has shown him that having them there hasn't decreased his productivity. I would feel kind of guilty at this point leaving them home with Nate. I'm not sure why.
 
It turns out Sam didn't have to work the overnight after all. He won't be working his normal shift tonight either. His supervisor had decided to assign him at a different house, one that he doesn’t mind working at for overtime, but definitely not his preference. He’s going to have to talk to him about that. This job is a cakewalk and that is why Sam works here. But if they dick around with his schedule he’s going to end up leaving. The company is short-staffed as it is, and Sam is almost always willing to pick up shifts, so it’s in their best interest to keep him happy.

One of the reasons I choose to be a manager is because I like having a set schedule. No one has a set schedule except management. That wouldn’t fly with me either. My supervisor makes the schedules because we have a team of 4 hours where all members are cross trained. It makes sense for her to create schedules so she can pull people from other houses, as needed.

One time she asked if I could cover certain shifts, and I said yes. Well, all she did was switch my shifts. I made it clear after that that I am willing to take other shifts if they are overtime, but I am not willing to change my schedule and that won’t be happening again. I like my schedule, especially now that I’m working a double shift (evening and overnight) and overnight, two 3 hour shifts (taking a client out on activities like eating and movies) and I have 6 hours of manager time. I’m never willing to give up overnights for non-overnight shifts.

I'm a control freak. I completely admit it. I like what I like and change is hard for me. When things are out of balance in my life, I really feel it. I hate chaos. I grew up moving a lot. I was abused and neglected and raised by drug addicts and alcoholics. I chose to leave home when I was a teenager and never go back for a reason. So I avoid any kind of discomfort.

The other thread where I say I only date monogamous men because I don’t want to deal with a metamour is the truth. I never got with men that had a lot of family baggage for the same reason. I don’t do family drama. I cut people out of my life that tend to cause me issues. That’s just the way I have always been. Even as a young child of 6 I remember walking away from a friendship that caused me grief.

This is also why I am a manager. I’ve got an A type personality and I’m good at what I do. I do the menus, shopping, dr appts, make sure that the chores I assign are being done, that staff are documenting correctly and that the clients are being cared for in the way they are supposed to be. I’m very good at my job. I’m fair but firm. I run a tight ship and my staff respect me. We rarely have med errors at our house and we frequently get house of the month. When I was on maternity leave my staff were asking my boss on a weekly basis when I was coming back. lol

That being said, as a mother I have learned to not control my children. I love and accept them for who they are. I take a very hands-off approach and raise them to be free thinkers and individuals. My oldest, son for example, is 16.5. He can come and go as he pleases for the most part. It’s not uncommon for him to stay our late. But he’s a good boy, with good friends, and I trust his judgement. I do make him wear a bike helmet though. :p

He identifies and bisexual and bi-gendered. He has magenta hair and often wears girl's clothes and carries a purse. I asked him if he’s ever embarrassed to wear stuff like that in public. He said at first he was, but now he doesn’t care. I love that he’s so comfortable in his skin and that his friends respect him. He’s such a handsome and smart person. I’m proud to be his mom and glad that we have a good relationship. He’s responsible and respectful, for the most part, and I feel like I did a great job raising him. I really love that my ex accepts him too and has never tried to act all macho about having an effeminate son.
 
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I'm pretty sure Sam is going to regret getting a truck. lmao The other day he went with me to pick up a load of free cinder blocks. It was nice watching Nate and him making small talk when they unloaded the truck.

Nate and I will be going out next week to see a movie with Deanna. I guess she asked him if he wanted to see the new Avengers movie with her when she gets back from vacation. (For some reason her husband isn't waiting to see it with her.) Nate told her that she could either come with us, or he could watch it a second time with her, and she was fine with coming with us. I think this might be a good thing. Jane has been pretty reclusive lately and I miss having a 3rd person to go out with us.

I had invited Jane to bring her kids to a geek picnic yesterday, but when I called to ask where she was, she told me that she had driven by, didn't see us, and couldn't find parking so she just went home. I asked why she didn't call but she claimed that she left her phone at home. Something that I discovered about Jane over the years is that she can't have more than one friend. She has this guy living with her and now it's impossible to get her out of the house.

I had been sending her links to cheap cars on Craigslist because she wasn't working because she didn't have a car. She had been waiting all year for her tax money to get one. But she ended up spending her car money and now she's borrowing her roommate's car.

She went to the ER and her doctor said that she didn't want her working anymore. (She has asthma even though she smokes.) So now she's trying to just get on disability instead of working. I've decided to wash my hands of trying to help her because she doesn't want help.

Sam and I went to a bonfire the other night at some pagan friends' of mine. Stew and I had dated back in 2011 a couple months when we attempted a quad and this is his house with his old lady Abby. I really like them a lot and they have this really neat off the grid type of property that is surprisingly close to town but feels a million miles from everyone else. They live with a vegetarian so the dinner they served was meat-free and delicious!

I have a feeling this summer is going to be amazing.
 
Movie out with Deanna was cancelled. I guess neither movie time matched up with when she was available. But Nate didn't want to wait another week, so we went anyway.

I was reading something here about someone saying "sharing THEIR partner," and it kind of rubbed me wrong. It implies ownership, especially after this person appeared to systematically pester their partner to dump another partner. It's made me realize how looking at someone who chose a legal commitment to me as MINE is wrong. I'm not sharing anyone. He's sharing himself with me. Just because I got him to marry me doesn't mean I have a one-up on anyone else. It doesn't mean commitments he made to others are lesser than his commitment to me.

Nate was talking to a friend of his who is also friends with Deanna and Terry. It really bothers me that she was saying I was oppressing Nate by saying I didn't want Nate having women in our bed or him treating on dates. Like seriously? Nate's had over 20 partners in the 6 years we've been together. He's had sleepovers, dates, told Jane he loves her, had two barrier-free partners, the ability to go on road trips, etc. Yet I'm oppressive?

The only issue with any of this is because Nate started treating me like shit when I finally got a boyfriend after being together for 5 years. I'm not saying I was a perfect angel. I tried to be fair and not get super-wrapped up in NRE. I did stuff like go over to drop something off, but then stay 2 hours. I started wearing a band on my ring finger again. I had sex with Sam a couple weeks after dating, instead of waiting to do it when I thought I would. All these things upset Nate a lot, and I wish I could have just been more considerate of Nate's feelings and gone at his pace instead of getting caught up in what I wanted. I feel like so many conflicts we had could have been avoided if I had.
 
I have my math final today. While I struggled with algebra (understanding was extremely difficult and I almost got a D), I'm getting an A in contemporary math. I'm so glad that I've understood everything. I got decent grades on all my unit exams. I'm thankful that I pretty much just have to study the 4 unit tests for the final. I struggle with procrastinating. I always put off my homework and studying until the last minute and that leaves me in a constant guilty and stressed place. I know how much it affects me negatively to do this, yet I continue to do this.

I now have 49 credits (and a 3.8 GPA), and have transferred to the university for fall semester. I'm kind of scared the classes will be more challenging and the workload will increase exponentially. I was kind of spoiled at the junior college because instructors didn't assign a lot of homework. I've decided since I will most likely not be using my degree anytime soon, if ever, I'm just going to do 12 credits a semester, since I'm in no hurry. I decided to get a major in political science with a minor in sociology.

I've also encouraged Sam to sign up for fall semester at the junior college. He agrees that it would be beneficial for him to get a degree in computers. Since he already has the know-how, having the required degree would help him get a better job. He's living paycheck to paycheck. He's worried about the future, since he sees me working toward my financial goals for retirement. I had told him when my house is paid off in a few years, I plan on buying slave's second home and use my first as rental property to pay for the second. His reaction was of anger and "What are you going to do to help me buy a house?" I didn't know what to say to that other than the steps to get his credit up. He has outstanding debt he's ignoring and a house he had foreclosed after his divorce.

1. Go to school
2. Better job
3. Pay off debt/rebuild credit
4. Save for down payment

There really isn't anything financially I can do. He's upset that Nate pretty much gets a "free ride" and he has to do it alone. But I argue that I'm doing it alone because I'm a one income family myself. He's worried that he'll be old, disabled, and broke while I'm sitting pretty after years of hard work and frugal decisions, and I'm just going to ignore his struggles or let him be homeless. I assured him that isn't the case, and surely by the time we're all in our 70s the guys could handle cohabitation!
 
Woohoo! I got a 90% on my final! I went through the unit tests a few times this morning and felt confident as I took the test. Finally got an A in a math class. :)
 
Woohoo! I got a 90% on my final! I went through the unit tests a few times this morning and felt confident as I took the test. Finally got an A in a math class. :)

Congratulations. :D
 
Sam's play is tomorrow night. My closest friend's "work wife" was supposed to come with me, but her wife and she got in a fight, and so now she's not coming out with me, because even though their fight really isn't about my friendship, her wife used that as a reason. I invited my friend. She agreed to go. Sam had done a mass invite of everyone on his friends list, which included her wife. I'm not sure if her wife legit wanted to go or was just mad that Jenny was doing something with me. I'm thinking probably the latter, because every week when Jenny goes gaming there is drama with her wife about her spending time away.

So our super amazing close friendship has been downgraded to work acquaintances again. It makes me sad. I just can't be friends with someone who has a jealous partner. I don't want to feel like every time I go out with them it's going to cause trouble for them. I was really looking forward to this summer too. :(
 
Sam did amazing in his play. Jane and I went to see it together. She's in a relationship now with this guy and seems pretty happy. He's applying for work in Little Rock and I'm certain she'll move. I think she should. She needs a fresh start, IMO. I'll miss her a lot, she's my other closest friend.

After the play I came home. I'm on call this weekend, so I really shouldn't be drinking and hanging out with strangers. That didn't sound fun. So I kissed Sam good night and told him to have fun. I called Nate to let him know I was coming home. It turns out he met up with Deanna at her friend's house. I think he was relieved to have an excuse to leave, because he got home about 20 minutes after I did.

When I was in school I did every play I could. I love theater and miss acting. I'll definitely be taking it as an elective. I was really good at it and I miss stepping into a role and becoming that character.
 
Sam was invited to work on a monthly serial, which is cool for him. They decided to do another showing of the play he just did in September because it was so well received. I asked Sam if it would be awkward if I brought Nate with me to see it again and he said not at all. Nate and Sam have been having more casual talks lately because Sam has been helping me haul stuff.

Nate let me know that a 3-day convention a couple hours away is coming up next month, and that this chick Hilary mentioned that she would go if someone split the cost and drove. Because the venue is in a podunk town of 12k I decided that I wouldn't want to go, especially since it's doubtful he'd break even after splitting the cost. Nate hasnt gone on an out of town trip with anyone else since we've been together. He just started talking to her and she knows that he's in an open relationship. I know he's attracted to her, and he needs an H. So it's interesting to find out if they hook up. lol
 
It's become increasingly clear that I can't bring my kids around to Sam's house anymore, as long as his mother lives there. Their presence is not desired by her and I'm fairly certain she doesn't care to have me around either. It's sad that this is just another hurdle Sam and I have to get over to eventually be together. I don't feel right at this point, even going there without my kids, because I don't want to saddle Nate with them while I run off to have fun with Sam, and I feel uncomfortable and unwelcome there. I wish I had never extended the invitation to have her move in. I thought she'd be working when the kids and I were over and it would not be a big deal. But between the smoking issues, her complaints, and the negative feeling in the air, I can't be there. It makes me sad because I waited so long for us to get a place, but our home isn't our home.

I always rush to help others out. I don't stop and think how it will negatively impact me. This isn't the first time I've been burned. This makes me feel like never helping anyone again.
 
I ended up going out with Sam to karaoke after I took the kids home because I felt terrible and sitting around sulking didn't sound like a good idea. I was a little anxious at first, because I had never been there and even though I saw most of those people in the play, I never socialized with them. I pretty much kept to myself because most of them were smokers and going in and out (I can't stand the smell of cigarettes), but talked a little to this gumbo know who knows Nate and our mutual friends. He was also in the play, but Sam didn't recognize him, even though we were at a party last May with him. (He's work wife's ex fiance.) I drove Sam home because he drank too much and ended up getting a ticket. :( They really punish you for drinking and driving around here.

I talked to Sam about his mother and told him he's essentially a hinge and that he needs to address issues she's having with my 16 year old with him directly. I also told him I don't want to hear her petty complaints and I don't want her to take it upon herself to boss my kids around when my son is babysitting. I was told that she was planning on working when we were over, so I reminded him that she needs to start doing that. I also didn't appreciate her griping about the kids being noisy AT NOON! She basically complains non-stop and Sam needs to stop telling me about it. Hopefully she can get her work schedule worked out.

Nate messaged me this morning, saying Deanna is going to a horror movie this evening. I mentioned that I'm going to be home and he told me he wanted me to go. We've made multiple attempts to get her to come out with us, but she hasn't. It's a movie I saw already and don't care to see again, but Nate expressed that it would be less awkward for him, since she is going with a friend and he won't feel like he has to give her a lot of attention. I was on the fence about going because I'll be bored and it's awkward and honestly, I feel pretty antisocial today in general. But then I found out that I wasn't invited. He told her he'd have to bring me along and that made me feel pretty crappy, like I'm some kind of third wheel on a date or something, and she's begrudgingly allowing me to tag along. I guess I'll go, but I'm probably going to have to have a drink first.
 
At the movies slightly buzzed and feeling comfortable. Whooping hoo! I have this weird anxiety about movie theaters and I have to arrive extra early to get good seats. It's a total nightmare for me to think about getting shitty seats (like front row). So Nate and I got here 30 mins early and we're just waiting for Deanna and her bff to arrive. I nervously prepared as if it were a first date. I asked Nate if I should wear my dreads down or in a bun and he's such a dude he can't say anything other than "I like it when you change things up," which doesn't help anything lol. I decided to wear dreads up.
 
Well, that was a bust. She pretty much laughed the entire movie with her buddy. I'd already seen it, but I'm sure it ruined it for virgin movie goers (It isn't a comedy. it's supposed to be a suspenseful horror.) My opinion of her from 3 years ago is reinforced, that she isn't my kind of person. Sad, because I actually was hoping she and I could be friends.

Eta I feel like my reaction of her behavior might have been a bit harsh. Maybe she was just acting like that because she was with an immature friend and she was just mirroring their behavior. Maybe someday we'll try again.
 
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One thing that always bothered Nate about me is my dishonesty. I HATE being upset. I HATE being unfair. But when I find myself being upset, instead of expressing these feelings I feel are so wrong, I try to stuff them down and ignore them, hoping eventually they will go away and I'll just make myself get used to a situation. All those times Nate went out to get laid in the beginning, where I angrily stewed in bed furious, as my heart raced and I just wanted to throw shit across the room... the first time we had a girl over and he held her hand, I felt like someone punched me in the gut and I pretended to be tired, etc.

I got a boyfriend and I wanted to be good at poly and not be jealous when he decided to go on dates, and I just felt so sick. I felt like I wasn't cut out for poly. I was okay with him swinging, but the idea of dates and more intimate interaction was (and is) extremely uncomfortable. I finally just told Nate how I feel. I HATE that I feel this way. I can handle it with some people, but for some reason Deanna in particular bothers me.

I figured out that it's because he started dating her when he knew our house was off limits. It pissed me off that he planned on disregarding my boundary. He acted pretty freaking jerky, so now I associate her with the negative feelings. I also don't care about her. It's not like my friends who I love and felt nothing but warm feelings that they were sharing him. I have no reason to feel that way for her. I'm also figuring out that stuffing my feelings down did nothing but make me angrier.

I wrote a journal entry on Fetlife about how I feel like I'm non monogamous and not poly, because I don't want to share my boyfriend with anyone else. I wrote about my journey with Sam and why I chose a mono man and that I don't want to date poly guys. I said that I hope Sam and I stay together, but if we don't, I'm done with being in a poly relationship, and how I sometimes miss the simple times when Nate and I had 3ways, because I struggle with sharing the emotional intimacy, whereas sharing his sex doesn't generally bother me.

Well, Nate was asking an acquaintance why Terry unfriended him on Facebook. She insinuated that maybe she was feeling like she was being used for sex. Nate has made efforts to go hang out with her, so if that's it, it is total bullshit. He even asked asked her to the convention but she declined. Then she told him that my writing was me marking my territory like a dog, and how women aren't going to want to be with a man who just wants a hole to fuck when I don't want to put out. He told her that the writing was about Sam and that I always always put out. She went on to call Sam my "FWB," which is pretty shitty, because he's not.

I'm just tired of being judged because I prefer that he's polysexual and not polyamorous. Am I forcing him to be? NO! He does whatever he wants, regardless of my feelings. He knows that I'm still having emotional struggles with him seeing Deanna again, yet he chose to list her as a play partner. Then, when I asked him why he chose to do it, considering I told him I didnt want him to, he got angry with me. I felt like he could have talked to me first, but this just illustrates how I don't control him. He didn't bother to tell her that he's not interested in being poly and doesn't want a girlfriend. He didn't mention to her that, just like I wouldn't want him having a girlfriend, he wouldn't want me having multiple casual lovers. Yet I'm the controlling bitch wife supposedly keeping him from having what he doesn't even want in the first place.

So, I wrote this on Fet: "I was thinking about double standards and what my needs are vs my comfort zone for others is. Can I be fairly in a polyamorous relationship with someone, but expect an open relationship from someone else? What if my needs are emotional intimacy and they are okay with that? What if they want to have multiple lovers and I'm okay with that? What if they wouldn't want me having what they have, just like I wouldn't want them having what I have? Seems mutually beneficial that we both operate within each other's comfort zones and we both get what we want. What's wrong with that?

Still, I feel guilty, not because I feel that it's wrong, but because the polyier than thou set makes me feel that way with their judgement. I've made huge strides this past year. Just because I have a preference doesn't mean I'm not willing to do work on myself and find out *why* I feel the way I do. Up until last spring we were pretty much exclusively group dating. My ideal dynamic was a quad (FWBs with another couple). So this is still really new to me. I've never placed restrictions on my husband. He's had sleepovers, he has the right to go to conventions with other women, he goes on dates. He's even told our friend at one time that he loves her. Do I like all this? No. Would I prefer him just going and getting laid? Sure. What I'm comfortable with. But I'm willing to be uncomfortable for my husband's happiness (if he ever truly wanted that) because I love him, and when we love someone we are willing to sacrifice for them. But I'm not going to be made to feel like shit or like some repressive wife because I have a preference. If my husband decides he wants to go beyond my preference, that's his choice. But just because he *could * do something doesn't even mean he wants to, and if he chooses not to, that's because he chooses not to, not because I force him.

At any rate, Nate appreciated the honesty. He's been extremely affectionate toward me. I told him I trust him now him now. I can be honest and if I can't articulate then he'll accept "I'm working through something." But I will not be pretending things are fine when they aren't. I don't have to be a trooper. I can have feelings and struggle. It isn't weakness. And having feelings doesn't make me unfair.
 
Nate says he kind of gets off when people open up and tell him things that they find difficult to talk about. I think this is going to bring us closer together. I also feel like I get him more. He's incredibly smart and thoughtful. He has a lot of insights that most people don't. I think he knows me better than I know myself at times, and it frustrates him when I can't see that.
 
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Things are really great with Sam. His mom hasn't been underfoot when we're there, which is nice. Although she did talk to me because she was upset that her daughter and her son in law is verbally abusive. She cares too much, gives too much and when can't give she feels guilty and her daughter throws a fit. I told her it's not her problem and she needs to stop enabling her and she'll stop taking advantage of her. Her daughter should have bought diapers instead of cigarettes. She should have not blown her inheritance on who knows what then she wouldn't be living in a motel. I've never understood people like that.

Sam and I have continued to go to go to karaoke. I friended a couple of his friends on FB.

I have also discovered that my issues are probably not just general social anxiety. I think I have avoidant personality disorder. Reading about that helps me understand more about myself. I'm going to force myself into social settings I'd normally decline.
 
Things have been pretty good. My best friend is town after not seeing her for 2 years because I set her up with my ex boyfriend back in Washington. She came back to evict non-paying tenants, but she ended up breaking up with her boyfriend because she's not happy with the fact that he has a low sex drive and is only willing to have sex with her when he's drinking, which is twice a month. She loves him, but she's not sure that she can stay with him due to this sexual incompatibly, as well as the fact that she isn't really happy with living in Washington. She still doesn't have any friends there and she's unhappy with how standoffish everyone is there. I'm enjoying our visit. We went up to get her in KC and we had fun staying with Nate's friend that lives there.

On the drive home, Nate and I had some good talks about the past year and how I feel about working on becoming inclusive again and what happened to make me pull away from that. I can recognize the things that made me feel that way. Nate has been extremely sweet to me lately and because he hasn't had sex with Deanna in 3 weeks, due to her not being able to host and us not being able to, I told Nate that I would be okay for her to come over for a quickie since my bestie and my older two kids would be out of the house a few hours. She jumped on the chance and later messaged me on Fet to thank me for letting her see him. I know that she's been hurting for sex pretty bad, considering her husband doesn't have sex with her and I don't think she has any other lovers, for some reason.

I actually felt pretty good about it, not upset or uncomfortable like I normally do the couple times he's had her in our house. I think in general I'm getting over the negative emotions that I have associated with her and having my best friend here and her sleeping in our bed has made me remember how much I enjoyed being close to the other women my husband has sex with. I hope these good feelings continue.

I didn't spend this weekend with Sam at all because I was spending time with Mary (the bestie) Instead. I'm so glad that he is understanding. He has a lot going on with his own friends so missing overnights here and there isn't a big deal for him. I still managed to spend some time with him every day, which means a lot to him. If Mary does decide to move back to Washington I would like Sam to rent her house because it would be beneficial to the both of them. But if Mary decides to stay here in town I'll be happy to have her back.
 
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